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sand blows
bones calcify
they crack and they cry
their secrets
an ancient guise
scatted in the sand
sand blows
bones calcify
they crack and they cry
thier secrets
an ancient a guise
scatted in the sand
sand blows
bones calcify
they crack and they cry
the secrets
an ancient a guise
scatted in the sand
walk a pace
swing a step
that forward motion
no hesitation
you gives me clear direction
from within my head
my guiding intuition
my
6th
sense
Weight too powerful
Burden too heavy
Aims too lofty
Expectations too low
There are parts of me
I must conceal
not to disprove that they are
but to keep them so.
There is so much of me you want to know
and i so much of you
but what if all this dispensed information
should get lost
in a conflagration
and I no longer know who is who
me or you?
due to our recent inclination
to share and know
each others every ache and
woe
do we now know
more than intended
so much so
that to be mended
we must be severed apart?
at the heart?
I do not know,
but what i'll do
is keep these bits of me from you
not to be cruel
but to be kind
and kept in sane body
and mind.
It shines
iridescent with light.
I can't look away
though it blinds,
and though it blinds I'm finding new ways
to see,
to shine,
in this new light
and in this new life
I sparkle
you work me to the bone
and then ask me for more
you keep me sore
loose control of body and mind
go blind to common sense
thoughts refuse to be straight
and hearts figure they know best
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